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ᖴIOᑎᗩ Stark's birthday was always a huge event every year. Each party always more extravagant then the last. Peter wasn't going to go but Mr. Stark called him to RSVP and he couldn't exactly tell his hero no.

"Tonight's the night." Ned grinned as they rolled the elevator to the top floor of the Empire State Building. Of course she would throw her birthday party here. "The night for what?" Peter asked as the ride to the top felt like an eternity.

"You, my spider friend, are going to lose your virginity." Ned declared as they reached the top, elevator dinging open to an already crowded party. Peter shook his head at his friend as he followed him out of the elevator into the party. "Will you drop that already." He snapped. "I am not having sex with Fiona." Peter hissed in a whisper so that only Ned could hear.

Spotting Mr. Stark, Peter quickly made his way over, noticing Fiona standing next to her father, both Starks wearing matching smirks. The birthday girl looking ever bit the celebrity of the evening with the short black dress she wore, ending mid thigh. Her hair left in their natural curls as she played with the white velvet choker on her neck.

"Mr. Stark." Peter greeted, ignoring Fiona as he could feel her burning a hole into him with her eyes. "Parker, you made it." Tony clapped him on the back. "As much as I would love to stay and show you kids how to really party," Tony winked at his daughter who shook her head. "I have a date with Ms. Potts."

"Have fun dad." Fiona kissed him on the cheek, Tony staying long enough to wish her happy birthday as the cake was brought out before telling Peter to not do anything he wouldn't do and making his exit, promising Fiona that her gift would be waiting for her when she gets home.

Peter spotted Happy standing at the exit keeping guard, an annoyed look on his face for as soon as Mr. Stark was gone, the brightly lit party was suddenly darkened, the only light source now being black lights as the DJ kicked the music up to some rap song Peter wasn't familiar with.

He couldn't find Ned, his best friend was lost from sight as soon as the lights went out. He did see MJ by the punch bowl he was sure wasn't punch at all chugging from a flask Flash handed her.

"Having fun? Or, is that something you're not accustomed to, Spider Boy?" Fiona was suddenly very close to him. He could smell the sweet smell of her perfume that hinted at peaches and jasmine.

"I can be fun." Peter argued causing her to laugh, hand landing on his shoulder causing him to tense. "Relax, I'm fucking with you." She loved how different he was then her ex. So shy. So awkward. So innocent. If there was one thing Harry Osborn had been, was anything but innocent.

He wanted to relax. He did. But she was so close and considering the last time she was this close to him and touching him, he had to wait until everyone else was out of the boy's locker room so he could take care of the hard gift she had left him.

"It's hard to relax when the whole school is grinding on you." He scowled as his classmate's bodies kept moving against him occasionally.

Fiona bit her bottom lip, Peters's eyes following the action. For a moment, he thought how it would feel if it was his mouth, his teeth pulling at her bottom lip and quickly shook his head. God. It's like the older he was getting and the more sex deprived he was, the more horny he was growing.

"Follow me." Fiona grabbed his hand, tugging him after her. He wanted to protest. This was a bad idea. He desperately looked for Ned as she pulled him along but his friend, finally in sight saw him and gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up causing Peter to glare at him.

The balcony is where she led him, overlooking the city. "I hate these things too but... being a Stark comes with its baggage." She pulled a blunt out of her cleavage that was being held in by her dress. Something Mr. Stark didn't know about his little girl.

Peter watched her as she lit the blunt, inhaling and exhaling slowly, brown eyes locked on the city below them. "Do I make you nervous, Parker?"

Peter avoided her gaze and moved his gaze to glance out at the city, landing on the old Avengers tower. "No. Why would you?" Stop lying to yourself, you fucking virgin. A voice that sounded an awful lot like Sam Wilson echoed in his head.

"Really?" She took one last hit from the blunt before putting it out, smoke releasing through her nose as she turned to him. "So if I was to," suddenly her hand was gliding up his chest to rest behind his head. "do this." He was panicking. He should gently push her away but the horny teenage boy part of him was winning as he allowed her to lean up, lips brushing as her other hand finally found its spot that she had tried to get to last week.

He gulped. She palmed him through his jeans and he could feel himself start to grow hard. No one had ever touched him like that and he was suddenly feeling like he was on fire. She looked up at him, the black lights coming through from the glass doors causing the golden highlights in her hair to glow.

Before their lips could meet, his senses kicked in and he backed away from her. "I can't do this. We can't do this."

Fiona furrowed her brows. "Why not. Seems like little Spidey was all ready to go." She smirked eyeing his bulge hidden under his pants.

"You're Mr. Stark's daughter!"

"So." She shrugged, rolling her eyes. "Are you gonna seriously be afraid of my dad or are you gonna just grow a bigger pair and fuck me, Parker?"

Peter blinked, gulped and then sidestepped past her and with a quick jump and a loud protest from Fiona, he swung out from the Empire State Building.

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harry osborn
is coming and to quote
tom holland,
y'all ain't ready

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also,
friendly reminder
that ghost reading
isn't cute
🥰

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